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ZEN IN ENGLISH LITERATURE 193 "How grateful I am. Yesterday was my party.
Today comes the snow.' Well, I will give you my three best so far (though I may write six tonight), and leave it at that.
"I sat in the sea;
The running waves of the sea
Went up down, up down." This came on the verandah of Dr. Suzuki's house in Japan:
“When I crushed a fly A fish in the sunlit pond
Cried out in pain." And this just came to me, of Zen:
“Seek for the casket Enshrined in your deepest self.
Then smash it to bits!" I have said nothing of tanka, whose lines are five and its rhythm, 5:7:5:7:7; but the same rules apply. Nor have I space to deal with the Zen to be found in English prose, though Blyth treats of it mightily. Let me end on a frivolous-serious Zen note.
“Sneezing suddenly, What profound sense of relief! Such is satori.”
